I forgot she was a scientologist. No point in praying as she was standing on a trap door straight to hell.
Harold Wallace Rosenthal described the UN as nothing more than a
trap door to world communism; and he said further that the center of world communism had been moved from Russia (or New York City, e.g. the New York Fed) to Tel Aviv.
"Trap door" is an evocative image.
As far as baptism, faith, and salvation, it seems also to be a question of identity and difference in simple substance. Jesus asked the apostles, "who you say that I am", which was a difficult question, asked from that ontological level of simplicity at which Jesus was so comfortable. Who is anybody else either, besides who is Jesus, and what does this word "who" in the cosmos we experience really mean?
Since it may be difficult to get to the square root of two in these things, and questions like them, Christianity has avoided being a cult of personality, or a great question box, but rather simply a cult of divine revelation, with rules for participants, and those also about salvation. This to me represents essentially a divinely (and accurately) revealed moral position first, imho, and something metaphysical later.
So who is anybody in the first place, more than a name, and what happens in the great beyond? It's easy for most mortals to get stuck in the bafflement there. The situation would speak for itself, however, to teach a moral point beyond doubt, whether someone is baptized and Christian or not, but to go deeper into the metaphysics of such a question, as into the develpoment outcome of the eternal fate of this or that person, it's not natural, imho, for mortals to pretend to know.
In some ways we only answer the question in our imagination to think this or that about whatever. No Catholic should celebrate "trap doors" from the enemy, or Scientology, or feel morally obligated to pray over stupid things, but there's always a point in praying, even if you don't know exactly what it is that much that you're really praying about anyway.
I could be praying for the public libray system in Chicago sometimes, for example, or an endangered species of bird or fish, and not even know it. I don't even like Chicago that much or Berlin just to mention another unknown. What really goes on in a place like Berlin that's any good anyway?